The Charm of the Second Wife Being Filled
12. Yes, I'm an Actor

It didn't feel like the night was gone so fast. In the morning Dilara gasped as she felt something touch her lips, cold and wet as if it was plastered with water.

When she opened her eyes, Dilara was surprised to find Dafa who was cool with her lips. Instantly his eyes rounded with an erratic heartbeat.

"M-Bag..." Dilara spontaneously pushed Dafa's head away and moved away as fast as lightning.

"Dila.." - Overtly Dafa with a sad and difficult to understand look, his breathing was hunting.

Without replying, Dilara immediately ran away from the room. No, this can't happen. Dilara should not be destroyed with just a touch of the lips that Dafa floated. This is not true, this is just a momentary lust, Dafa does not want it.

Dilara has made a decision and it is impossible to change it. His determination was already unanimous even though Dafa tried hard to hold him back.

"Where's Dafa?" Dilara who was walking towards the kitchen suddenly surprised by the arrival of Mega, the woman's gaze was very sharp.

"Sir, please sit down!" bargain Dilara politely.

"There is no need to make small talk, you hypocrite." said Mega with a sharp look scary.

"What do you mean Mommy? Who is a hypocrite?" In addition to frowning confused eyebrows, he really did not understand where Mega's conversation was going. Who did he say was a hypocrite?

"Who else if not you? Last night I told you to pick up Dafa, but that doesn't mean you can just bring Dafa here. That night was still my allotment," snapped Mega raised the volume of his voice.

"Ma-sorry Ma'am, I've-"

"Not to defend yourself. Remember, I am more entitled to Dafa. I'm his first wife, don't be so powerful as to be his second wife. You're just like the actor, seizing the rights of others as you please." cut Mega with a scathing satire that breaks Dilara's heart.

"Yes, Ma'am right, consider me an actor, then Mbak himself what? You can't sell your husband for money, so what's the difference between us?" Dilara of course does not want to be denigrated, he and Mega are both responsible for this. If someone is to blame, they are both guilty.

"Shut up!" Mega moved her hand, she was about to throw it on Dilara's cheek, lucky that Dafa quickly held her first wife's hand.

"What are you doing here?" snapped at Dafa, then stood in front of Dilara so that Mega would not hurt him.

"Dafa, don't hold me back! This actor deserves a slap from me, how dare he steal my ration." Mega's sergeant who did not receive his ration was seized Dilara.

"Nobody took your rations, I myself wanted to go back to this house." explained Dafa.

"How dare you defend the actor from your own wife? You-"

"Dilara is not a actor, she is also my wife. So I deserve to go home wherever I like. Why look for me? Have fun with your friends out there, what do you care about me?" tukas Dafa stared in anger at Mega. Also realize the woman that she still has a husband, before anywhere? "Better you go home, the next three days I'll stay here. Just wait for me at your house, no need to come to me here!" cold Dafa.

"Yes, I'm home." Mega snorted in annoyance as she stomped her feet. "Heh, it's ten now, send me my monthly money!" added Mega stared lazily at Dilara who just silently listened to their debate.

"Yes, I transfer now." nods Dilara. He ran into the room and grabbed a cell phone and went back outside.

After opening the official platform of a bank, a hundred million money goes directly into the Mega account. "Already Ma'am," Dilara showed evidence of the transaction he had just made.

"Hm... Remember, next time don't take my allotment again!" mega stressed.

After Dilara disappeared, Mega left the house with a smile. Of course he is very happy after getting a transfer with a very large amount.

"Yourf..." Dafa breathes violently after Mega leaves the house, and she catches up with Dilara to the room.

Sitting languidly at the foot of the bed with her knees attached to her chin, she hugged her shins tightly with tears constantly falling apart.

"Dila.." call Dafa as he walked up to his wife.

"You heard it yourself, right? I'm just an actor, snatching people's husbands the wrong way. Why Mas? Why am I being like this? Why should I love you so deeply? Wh why? I want to die, why don't I just die? I can't bear this feeling and this pain, I'm tired. Why do we have to meet? Why does that feel growing in my heart? I don't want to be like this either, me-"

Dilara's cry broke when Dafa took her into his arms. "What's wrong with me? Why should I love you like this? Hicks..."

"Sstt... There is nothing wrong with you," Dafa held Dilara tightly while rubbing his head. Somehow his heart ached hearing Dilara's words.

"Just divorce me, please!" pinta Dilara sobbed as he pleased, he gripped Dafa's arm with all his might. It's better than staying together.

"No, I will never divorce you." said Dafa shaking his head. Although he initially wanted to, but somehow he couldn't do it.

"Then kill me!" pinta Dilara is starting to lose her mind.

"No, I won't do that either." replied Dafa tightening his embrace. He wouldn't divorce Dilara let alone kill her. His rude treatment the other day had already made him feel very guilty, he would not be able to hurt Dilara any deeper.

"Yes..." Dilara raised her head, the gazes of the two suddenly met.

"Dila, you love me, don't you?" lirih Dafa with sparkling eyes held back the liquid that wanted to spill in the corner of his eyes.

Dilara simply nodded without giving any answer.

"Then, give me a chance to reciprocate that feeling. Let this relationship work out as it should!" dafa tried to convince himself. He will try to reciprocate Dilara's feelings even though it takes time that Dafa himself does not know how long.

"Hmmm..." Dilara only muttered while shaking her head.

Seeing Dilara shake his head, Dafa smiled bitterly. She then carried Dilara and laid him on the bed, then locked Dilara under her cage.

His eyes looked sharply at Dilara's puffy eye bags, then down to pecking wet lips Dilara who was very tempting.

With a roar of breath that was increasingly hunting and heart palpitating incoherently, Dafa gulped with difficulty. So easily the passion in him appeared to see their lips Dilara that felt sweet on his tongue.

Yes, although there was no love in her heart, but she could not lie to herself. He wanted Dilara, he was eager to bring Dilara floating with him to reach heaven.

Just as Dafa had dropped her face, Dilara had already restrained her husband's lips from sticking to his. Dilara doesn't want to do this with a man who doesn't expect her presence at all.

Then Dilara pushed Dafa's chest and jumped down from the bed. He couldn't do it, he didn't want to regret it a second time.